Take a chance, come dance with a Playin stopped playin long time ago with toys only men in here; deuce deuce inch pirelli And goodyear niggaz, sip malt liquor They gave me man of the year, came off the bench for tha liks the lights out at the championship Big chips, big trips, new fits, my money Full of green cheese, my other pocket got weed Rap niggaz, we different Elevate the of the music and the visuals It's do or die, I a +priest+, call +superfly+ Whatever we discuss when we between you and i I'm truly high, red-eyed for the flight Five hours, eight drinks, I all night, shit Everyday, every night's a Crime blitty, bottle, million dollar tunes
goldie loc] Love when when you're out on the ave When you're down 24/7, don't know the half My romeo's step down on the My back keeps on the metal I be coastin and be coastin, hittin three wheel my rimz and tirez
I ain't never seen kevlar (hell naw) Y'all bitch niggaz is and fuckin with death I was taught to stick with the right and work the left Never love nothin, never turn and confess Got catch me in the heat of the act, and run the Of catchin to the back, and try walkin with that (yeah!) I ain't goin to the pen for shit, except to up My loved ones to get and hop the fence It ain't hard to look hard, snatch up a Mad dog to niggaz that walk up boulevard (yeah!) But one day, you gon' it (what? ) I'm a firm believer in the theory if it bleeds, I can it A hit man for hire (yeah!) caught up in the The live wire, leak a nigga a vampire My empire roll and tirez Either get with us, forget us and get us, muh'fuckers
Ride along, with my and tirez Side
Mr. recycler (what? ) I'm lookin for a sixty-two And she bad, threw him six and I was read' (whatchu want me to do? ) to get spic and Man I'm glad you came and got me that old white man (good lookin) He me to a spot in long beach, hooked me up with four pumps (bzzt) but in the hood can't jump (bzzt) And I change when the sun hit me Fix me up, now my wanna slang me for 50? bling, now I belong to a japanese And they was quick to me in the magazines I make money (huh? ) I never broke down, trippin (check it out) how many cars you see in seoul on streets (none) afraid to get that ass slippin (why? ) For me it was an task I an engine on my ass with heat under the dash Fool (peep game) I was born to on rimz and tirez, yeah
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